A vampire looked at a rimmed black hole for a moment, he didn't move until he noticed by Zannie. "Hurry up Mr. Vampire."
Beside the werewolf, Sheren was busy wrapping Ain's wounds using Zenit's torn cloth. Vampires are not offended or angry.
A vampire nodded, taking wide strides so on par with Zenit's entourage.
***
Thousands of vampires sat in the middle of a large field waiting for a leader. Many vampires cover off the nose to ward off the sweet smell of blood that spreads.
Ain fainted, several parts of the wizard's body had been bandaged by Sheren.
"These thousands of vampires do not have any special abilities. In fact, they are limited to ordinary vampires who will be exterminated. It is normal for, products to fail. They are not considered." Zenit said fixing Ain's position, looking at several vampires.
